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asleep?”
    “Yeah,” Nicole nodded. “Red’s sitting up there with her, doing some paperwork.”
    “She’s going to be such a daddy’s girl,” Kallie laughed.
    Nicole agreed. “I swear, she already makes so many expressions that remind me of him.”
    Kallie smiled, but her heart wasn’t completely in it. Nicole seemed to sense that something was amiss.
    “Everything okay, Kallie?”
    “Why, am I doing something weird?”
    Nicole shook her head but her expression was puzzled. “You’re not doing anything weird, but lately I’ve just gotten this feeling…I don’t know. I want to make sure you’re happy here.”
    Kallie forced a smile. “Of course, Nicole. You guys have been so amazing to me.” Why not just tell her the truth? Kallie wondered. But she didn’t want to have that kind of conversation with Nicole when she was celebrating Riley’s homecoming.
    “Maybe you should take the afternoon and evening off, Kallie.”
    “No, please, I want to help out.”
    Nicole laughed. “You work too hard. Besides, Red and I are both home and we’re going to be doing everything for Riley right now. You’ll be bored stiff. Why don’t you go do something fun?”
    Kallie didn’t want to admit that she had absolutely nothing to do, so she just agreed, as if it were a wonderful favor Nicole was doing for her, even though she was actually dreading the void she now had to fill.
    “Thanks, Nicole,” she said, grinning like this was the best news she’d heard all day. “I really appreciate it.”
    What am I supposed to do with all this time off? She thought, and a ripple of fear went through her body.
    “You can take the car if you want,” Nicole told her.
    And then, like a flash, Kallie had an idea. She’d been meaning to return the necklace that Hunter had given her as a symbol of their relationship. After all, it might be expensive and she certainly didn’t need the thing anymore. Besides, she hated having it so close by all the time.
    It was currently sitting in the top dresser drawer, and sometimes at night she thought about putting it on again, feeling the weight of it against her chest.
    It was time to give the necklace back. And with all this time to kill, she figured it might do her good to drive the necklace to the castle and leave it in his mailbox.
    What if he sees you coming? He has a view of the entire hillside.
    She told herself that in all likelihood, Hunter wasn’t even home right now. He was a busy guy with film projects and all kinds of other stuff. He could be working in his office, writing his book.
    Or he could be in his basement with that woman.
    Whatever the case, it wasn’t likely he’d happen to be watching the road to his house, and so she’d have plenty of time to simply stop and drop the necklace in his mailbox.
    It would be cathartic. Maybe it would knock her out of this funk she seemed to be in the last few days.
    Decided on her course of action, Kallie experienced a surge of energy and optimism. She went to her bedroom and grabbed the necklace from her dresser. Just holding it in her hand—the smoothness and coolness of it against her skin—was somehow comforting.
    The thought of leaving it at Hunter’s house was momentarily disconcerting. She realized that she had some kind of attachment to the necklace still.
    That’s why I need to do this now. I need to make a statement, get closure, and move on.
    Kallie left the house a few minutes later, not bothering to do her hair or makeup.
    She wasn’t going to be seeing anyone—this wasn’t a social call.
    On the car ride, Kallie played loud, aggressive music and sang at the top of her lungs. She was full of adrenaline and confidence in her decision. She was feeling almost happy for the first time in what seemed like ages.
    But when she first caught sight of the castle looming at the top of the hill again, everything changed. A wave of apprehension rolled over her, drenching her in fear and anxiety.
    It was like being